The Goddess Made A Mistake Again-Chapter 237 - - Plan For Lazarus [ Part 2 ]

"Argh somebody save me, I'm dying!"

We both hear someone's voice screaming from the field.

"What's happening over there?" Wilson asked.

"Seems like someone's apparently dying."

"Wanna go take a look?"

"Sure, why not? We're already late anyway, few minutes more won't make any difference." I say and we go towards the site.

As I had guessed, it was one of the fields for training. But it was for a higher ranked class so the place was better than the one we had.

"Why are there so many people here?" Wilson asked. He couldn't see because there were many people at the site, but I saw it.

At the center, there was a student thrashing on the ground and Lazarus yapping at him.

"Stop pussying out and get up!"

"I can't! You broke my leg; how can you do such a thing!"

"I didn't break your leg, your accusing me for nothing." Lazarus said.

"What's happening?" Wilson jumped, trying to catch a glimpse, "I can't see anything."

"There's a guy on the floor, who's saying Lazarus broke his leg." I explain it to him.

"What! Lazarus cut his leg." Wilson heard wrong.

"No! He broke his leg, Broke!"

"O- Oh! I thought he cut his leg with that cool cane sword of his." Wilson said and nodded as if the outcome was acceptable.

Before the student and Lazarus could continue to argue anymore, someone with medical expertise arrived and checked on the boy.

The guy's face morphed into a frown as he looked at the leg.

"Tell me the brat's lying. His leg shouldn't have broken by that. I didn't use that much force on that hit." Lazarus said but guy only focused on one thing.

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"So Mr. Lazarus… you did hit the boy at this leg then, correct?" The medical guy asked.

As Lazarus was about to answer, he stopped, "Why do you ask that?"

The medical guy understood what he needed to, "The boy is not lying about his leg. It is indeed broken and the reason is because it was hit by some brute force," The medical guy looked up and told Lazarus, "From my standing, it's probably because of you."

Lazarus's eyes turned sharp. Because of his work in the army and the situations he has faced, he had never trusted anyone or believed their words… especially concerning him. So he definitely couldn't believe the words of this boy who suddenly broke his leg and the medical guy that asked him dubious questions.

"What are you suggesting brat? You think that I intentionally broke his leg?"

The medical guy, even though wasn't wrong but he also wasn't the strong type. He gulped and took a step back, "I- I'm only stating what I see, Mr. Lazarus… please don't take it the wrong way."

"You accuse me of breaking his leg and tell me to not take it the wron- Of Course I'm Taking It The Wrong Way."

With that, Lazarus started flinging out curses at the guy.

I smiled seeing his frustrated look and the kid on the floor… who also had a smile on him as Lazarus argued. After a few moments, some teachers arrived and silenced the scene, telling the students to go away and taking the matter in their hands.

We also left for our class too.

The Next Day…

It was the math class and Jennifer was teaching us some calculations.

The question was, what is the price of the chicken if each egg costs 2 pennies and the chicken laid out 70 eggs per month but didn't on Fridays?

I know that it was an easy question and the answer would be found if I just tried a bit. But with the commotion going on outside, none in the classroom could really concentrate.

Even Jennifer had problem teaching the class. Her brows shake from the sounds coming from outside and her hands trembled in anger as the chalk broke before it could even write the word.

"Oh my god! It hurts!"

"He's literally trying to kill us!"

"Somebody… do something!

"We… we're going to die!

Those were truly the sounds of some drama queen's acting on morphine, but their loud sound had an effective effect that made us listen to them.

It got to the point that we simply stopped focusing on the class and started talking about them.

"That damned Lazarus! Doesn't he have anything else to do other than torment us?"

"He walks and talks as if he's a noble duke walking over our pebbled bodies and but mentally he's a sick freak!"

"Isn't it enough for us to handle the shame and insults of being in the worst class in the academy… why do we also have to listen to a madman's whims!"

"Maybe… we should… we should form some kind of protest group and protest against Lazarus!"

"Yes… yes that is a good idea!"

"We should do tha-" The guy was hit with a broken chalk and was about to scream insults when the other side started it first.

"YOU!"

The guy froze seeing Jennifer's steel look, "No protest or other such talks inside the class, understood!"

"Y- Yes, ma'am." The guy nodded and calmed down.

Even with multiple people protesting against the guy, there was still some people who were on the side of the crazy limper.

"Some of them are intentionally trying to ruin his name." I look at the seat ahead of me.

"Why would someone who fought through wars and was known for being one of the finest soldiers in the academy do such a thing?"

"So you think there are some trying to ruin his image?" I ask.

The guy from the front turned and showed his face, "Even though it might be my biased opinion, but I think that may be the cause." It was Alex Atreides.

"Though I suppose you would think the opposite." He said and I nodded.

"Of course I do… but not only because of what happened that day at the field but because of other things too."

"Other things?" He raised his brow.

"I heard that his sudden retirement had something to do with him losing his mental capacity at critical points and losing his head on almost nothing towards his comrades."

"And- And!" Wilson barged in, "There was the thing we saw yesterday too. About him breaking a guy's leg."

"Hm? He broke someone's leg yesterday?" Alex said and looked at me, "Is that true?"

I nod, "Yep, I was there."

"Did you see how it happened?"

I deny it, "No, we weren't there when it happened but came after the event?"

Alex thought deeply, "So it could have been planted too then."

"No, it wasn't! We saw it and there was a doctor too who checked the situation. He confirmed that the leg was really broken."

"Oh… so what happened after that?"

"Some teachers came and told us to go away." Wilson said. "But I really wanted to know what happened back then, did the guy really hit him and if so why-"

Another chalk came and hit Wilson, "Mr. Wilson Farrow! Oh how I would love to call you to my office about your loud manners!" Jennifer said as Wilson backed down in fear.

I kept my eyes on Alex, who had a confused look on him.

The same questions that Wilson said, reverberated inside his mind. If someone with strong belief of military power would also start suspecting Lazarus… then it wouldn't take long before everyone in the academy turns against him.

'The plan's going surprisingly well.'